the thing about the kiss scene is that they didn’t just kiss. they kissed in front of the whole world to see and i think thats beautiful because there should be no shame showing your love regardless of gender.
Gavin first meets Michael as he’s being thrown out of a bar after being caught pick-pocketing. Gavin made the rather stupid mistake of trying to take the wallet of a guy three times his size, with no backup, no weapon on him, and only his drunken impulses to guide his actions. The huge guy felt his sloppy hands, grabbed Gavin’s wrist, and threatened to beat him to death. Gavin would insist later that he was already making a plan to get out of it, already spinning the starts of lies in his head, the start of a flashy smile. But if he’s being honest he was scared. He was young, he’s been in this trash of a city for all of three months, and he has no way out of this.
“Hey!” A voice calls besides Gavin and he looks to find a short curly-haired man who couldn’t be much older than himself, freckles spattering his scowl. “The dude is like eighty pounds, leave him alone.”
The man gripping Gavin’s wrist turns to the other, his snarl getting deeper. “Fuck off, this is between me and the twink.”
The strange savior insists again he find someone his own size to pick on. The giant again tells him to fuck off. At some point a punch is thrown, the police are called, and Gavin and the stranger get shoved out the back entrance being told to never come back.
“Thanks for that,” Gavin chirps to the stranger, holding out his hand to shake. “I would’ve been ok, but thanks for the help anyway. The smegpot looked outright mean.”
Kent has freckles. He has since he was a child. He spent so much time in the sun that they tended to last well into the winter, dark dots lining his cheekbones, making his eyes seem brighter by comparison, and made his devilish smile look just innocent enough that he could get away with almost anything by just looking at his parents or other adults in the right way.
But they never went away. He got older, he matured, but they stayed. They still dot and litter his cheeks and nose, and pepper parts of his shoulders and arms.
Nothing frustrates me more than seeing Anakin and Padme (and the Skywalker family in general) constantly referred to as ‘dysfunctional’.
The reasons for my frustration are twofold:
First of all, a couple or family is not ‘dysfunctional’ if they were never freely ALLOWED to function as a couple or family to begin with. (Not to mention if most of the members of said family never even KNEW they were related until well over halfway through the story!!)
Secondly, I find this interpretation of the Skywalkers to be a very limited and cynical view—one which is all-too often used to dismiss these characters and their relationships (both romantic and familial) in some way as being too ‘problematic’ to be taken seriously….or even to be viewed in a positive light at all.
All of this seems like yet another result of people forgetting that there is SO much more to a fictional story—and to the relationships presented therein—than just the obvious layer of realism. Do the Skywalkers ‘act’ like an ideal family in our world should act? Well, no. But that is kind of the point. The context of their world never even allowed them the chance to *be* a family in the first place. And not only that, but there are symbolic elements at play here that ought to be taken into consideration before dismissing something just because it does not live up to some real-world social ideal (as tumblr is so wont to do).
For instance, it is pretty clear that Anakin and Padme are meant to embody the Jungian/alchemical concept of the ‘Union of Opposites’.
This ‘opposite’ nature does not mean that Anakin and Padme are somehow inherently incompatible—on the contrary. They are meant to be together. They need each other. On a symbolic level, they each represent two aspects of galactic rule which are *MEANT* to be in balance (the military defense/enforcement side and the democratic, truth-speaking side). Of course, we see that the galaxy as a whole is thrown drastically out of balance by Palpatine’s machinations—Anakin’s fall, along with the Fall of the Republic and the ensuing Dark Times, illustrate the devastating result of this.
It is for this reason that the end of RotJ is so important: by acting in *defense* of his son (aka acting in the manner of protector and defender as he was always supposed to), Anakin returns to his True Self, and brings balance to both the Force as well as to these two long-sundered aspects of the galaxy, and with his dying breath declares that those who love him ‘were RIGHT’ about him. He acknowledges this long-suppressed Truth (’there is good in him, I know, there’s still…’), and in doing so, symbolically joins himself with his beloved Padme once more.
The Union of Opposites is the ideal and intended outcome of the alchemical progression, aka the magnum opus….which is what the PT and OT form together.